The case of the missing rat!

Nowadays, a tiny creature has occupied my mind. It's a small rat, which it seems has lost its way and taken shelter at our home! Over the past few days, my maid has been raising an alarm every time she sees it, but the rat ofcourse is too quick to be caught.

At last, last night I 'encountered' the rat. My maid was running after it (I think she secretly enjoys it) and she rushed into my room and shut the door.... What was that, I exclaimed, and she said it's run into your room. As I tried to make a quick escape, I meet Mr Little himself (for those who are not aware, Stuart Little was a rat in an animation film and had the lead role) who was contemplating whether to turn left or right. It made a few quick movements but couldn't find a way out because BIG me was standing in front of him. I think I was more scared than the rat and rushed out of the room. I was secretly relieved to find it was quite tiny, at least that made it look less scary.

Mom and my maid thought it had escaped through the balcony door, but no! My maid rushed at it with a broom but it was too fast for her! Now, Mom, tired of this nonsense, (it seems cute only in films and on Tom and Jerry) is planning to get a mouse-trap to catch the creature and set it free, hopefully somewhere far away! Aaja bhai pakad mein, aur ji le apni zindagi, yahan mere ghar mein kya milega.. Haan if nothing else, there are my clothes, and there's no way you're going to set your eyes on nibbling at them Mr Little.. make no mistake about that!!

Rats remind me of high school and biology classes. When the dissection classes first began, all of us were quite disgusted at the thought of cutting open rats and finding different parts of the body. I remember the first time -- I kept washing my hands and didn't have food all day. Gradually we got over our fear (what if the rat wasn't dead and would jump up at me just when I was about to cut him up) and disgust and began to joke about the poor animals. The males are easier to cut up, seriously!! By the end of a few months, we began to freely discuss which body system was the easiest to cut and display -- the reproductory system is the easiest, the toughest is the arterial system, by the way, and the catch is -- no blood!

Now, for fear of a backlash from those with faint hearts, I shall end the gruesome subject of rats and dissection. But where is Mr Little himself? Come on little boy, don't hide any longer. Come into the trap and let me set you free -- and we shall both live happily ever after!